Even with all this shame, my erection refused to go down. Suddenly, we heard the shower door burst open."What's going on in here, what's with all the ...noise?" we heard a deep voice boom. Instantly we knew who it was—Mr. Adams.We were assigned a counselor who oversaw a cohort of the boys there, depending on what cabin we were in. Ours happened to be Joe Adams, but he insisted we call him Mr. Adams. He was a large man, I'd guess 6' 3", deeply tanned skin, with a bald head and gray beard. . I'd. Im a little on the heavy side, but it isnt noticiable when Im wearing a shirt. I always seem to have more things to do then I do time. My story begins in my sixth and final class have the day, technical theater. I was one of the better technicians that the school. Our school itself has an excellent tech theater program. A few other notiable people are Ricky, Austin, and my bestfriend Khyla. We were probably the best four technicians in the school. Ricky was openly gay, but it didnt seem to. I have good genes I guess."She hugged me and said, "So do you, dear. Your mother still looked like a teenager. You saw her pictures. If you had not known any better you would swear she was still in her teens."I nodded and said, "Yes. I was really impressed, with both of you."I glanced at Jon and smiled and said, "With all three of you."Laura chuckled and said, "Yes. Don't tell Jon that I said so, but he is a fantastic fuck. I have had sex with men who had larger cocks. But I have never been. " it was obvious now he didn't know to start whatever he wanted to say to me, and it was obviously important to him so I decided to help him out before one of our ladies interrupts him and then who knows when he'll get another chance or if ti will be today, so I interrupted him myself:"Dad... " he kept talking, mummbling something to himself "Dad!" I raised my voice so he would look at me " Easy... take it easy, Im sure whatever is that you are trying to tell me is not that big of a deal. So.